These experiences began about 7 years after my
"(re-)incarnation". My first few years were filled with sensation and
the other "soft" things of existence. Upon having reached critical
thinking, I began to question my origin.

First steps

My first ventures brought me to a barren desert-like landscape. Material
similar to sand covered the ground. A small hut/cabin stood alone. A path
connected the hut to the main "road". I spent many hours there. Seated
in a "lotus" position, approximately three feet above the ground. The
hut became a place of solace and peace. A place where I could go and contemplate
existence and life, while the body did "body things" like work,
eating, walking, etc. One day, a group of travelers passed by the hut. I tried
to attract their notice, however, they ignored me, continuing on. After puzzling
over this for a while, I came to the following conclusion. The hut was a trap. A
gentle trap. Harmless and obscure. The hut had become the journeys end to me.
Several years would pass before I gained the strength to venture out. I
described this place to others. Some knew of the hut. Yet none could direct me
further. The hut is like a toll booth. Until the fare is paid it is not possible
to pass. To pass, I had to forfeit my belief that I was separate. I would never
be able to be "different" again. This culminated in an experience that
took place while awake and conscious. Standing in my kitchen, I observed a
moving object in my peripheral vision. Fixing my gaze, I turned and saw a
"humanoid" being of approximately 90Lbs. This humanoid was about 4
feet tall with very long (nearly 3 feet) arms. The being was covered with brown
fur of about 1 inches. Its face was also covered with fur, although, it appeared
to be less coarse than the body fur. Also the length (about .125 inches) made a
sort of inner mask of the facial features. The being appeared somewhat surprised
that I was able to see it. After contemplating each other, the event and the
possible explanations for a few seconds, the being began to move. It was able to
squeeze between my body and the wall (about 6 inches) and began to run into the
kitchen. As the being ran, it accelerated and became smaller. This shrinking
continued until the being was too small to be visible. Years later, a stranger
and several acquaintances would corroborate this event. A sculpture was given to
me of the being seated upon a mans shoulders. Another told me of an experience
involving a similar being. Another told me of a group of humans who were
actively attempting to contact the being. I was living in LA at the time and was
very much into discovery and exploration. Particularly into the human mind. I
developed techniques of observation. However, observed experiments are often
corrupted by the observation. The "test" I chose to determine
"connectivity" was quite simple. I generated a sequence of words
(visuals) that I would never speak or write. I then waited for existence to
present them to me. (This took nearly a year).

Second step: The crystal garden.

I passed by the hut, although, I felt a longing to stop. The
"main" road became narrower as I traveled. The barren landscape was
slowly transforming. Becoming verdant and rich. The vegetation was vaguely
familiar. The trees looked very much like the trees in Oriental and African art.
The plants mostly resembled grasses. There were others I came upon. Mostly
humanoid, of varying cultures. There were some animal-like beings also.
Although, not particularly humanoid in appearance, they manifested humanoid
ideas and behaviors. Especially, behaviors associated intelligence and
awareness. Contemplation and understanding. A group had gathered around a fyre.
The fyre was unlike any fire I had experienced. More of a glow than flames. The
fyre provided light more than warmth. The glow reflected off the faces of the
group illuminated more than just their faces. Each being, had become transparent
and it was possible to see-through them. It was then that I realized, the
"road" was nearly invisible. Just a thread. However, one of the beings
in the group maintained a perspective that magnified the "road". We
discussed the "journey" and each told of their path to this place. In
each story was a common theme. The reality of each world had generated forms
that contained a "longing". This "longing" was why each of
them had come to this place. Most importantly, they each saw within themselves a
model of existence. This model, clearly visible, was how we were able to
communicate. This was a grand place, a spot where many could commune. I returned
to this spot many times. Although I returned many times, the beings who I
encountered were always different. I thought this spot was a sort of crossroad.
A place were travelers could meet. The fyre glowed until one of the
"logs" was removed. As darkness began to seep into the site, I
imagined us all as one existence seeking to know itself. I sought knowledge and
understanding and was given experience. I sought truth and was given life. I
sought myself and found....... The road led into a forest. Resolved and no
longer frightened, I set out. On the other side of the forest was the Crystal
garden. The garden was unusual in many ways. A river/stream flowed through the
center of the garden. The river glowed a soft yellow-white. The plants had been
arranged by type. Several rows of each kind occupied individual areas. The
plants appeared barren. However, upon closer examination, I saw small crystals
attached to the plants. As I walked through the garden, I had a feeling that I
was not alone.